Yesterday I just kept encountering people who made me feel sick about the world. Today I read about Corrine Crawford, a PhD student at Berkeley who -- by all accounts -- was goddamned brilliant. She was taken off life support on Tuesday.

After a bike ride on Sunday, she was hit by a 74-year-old who lost control of his car.

Sometimes I feel so sick, twisted, and full of hate and hopelessness and vitriol that I can't take it.